AirDate: February 13, 1999

Episode Notes

• Leland Orser from the episode Amnesia returns as a guest star in this episode
• Argyle quotes a line from an R&B song "Reunited"
• Miss Parker, Broots and Sydney are forced to stay airborne due to bad weather which causes the pilot of their plane to have to keep circling instead of landing.
• Jarod talks about his m.o. since leaving the Centre.

Episode Quotes

Jarod: Half the eastern seaboard got your message.

Miss Parker: I don't glow Sydney.

Miss Parker: I let him go.

Argyle: Whose skin are you wearing this week?

Thomas: No. You were. When you locked that door, you locked away a part of yourself - the part that came from her.

Thomas: Get it back.

Thomas: Are you always this punctual?

Jarod: I wasn't pretending anymore.

Jarod's Euphemisms

Locations

Jarod's Discoveries

Jarod's ignorance

Last Name Origin

Aliases

Occupations

First lines

Jarod:

Miss Parker:

Young Jarod:

Young Sydney:

Last lines

Miss Parker: I can't do it alone.

Tommy: Come on. It'll be okay.

Music

==Transcript==

Detailed transcript coming soon

Centre Jet

Outside Blue Cove
(Outside the jet a storm rages, the rain beading against the window. The passengers, Miss Parker, Broots and Sydney are not having an easy time of it. Broots is trying to pour a glass of water but the buffeting that the plane is receiving disturbs his aim and some of the water misses the glass. Sydney has removed his coat but has it draped over his chest as if he is cold. Miss Parker stares out the window.)

Sydney: Strange how Jarod left nothing in Hawaii, as if he wanted us out of the way.

Parker: Broots, find out why we haven't landed.

Broots: Oh, please don't make me get up.

Parker: Since when do you hate to fly?

Broots: I don't hate to fly. I hate to barf.

Parker: It's important.

(She looks out the window, ending further discussion. Broots looks at Sydney who shrugs slightly and raises his eyebrows. Broots stands and makes his way unsteadily to the cockpit.)

Sydney: Jarod's trail's cold. What could you possibly be late for? Unless your appointment is not business but pleasure?

Parker: Are you this chatty on commercial flights?

Sydney: I'm a shrink. What do you want? (They exchange a smile.) So what's his name. You did call him from Jarod's cabana, didn't you? There is a certain glow about you.

Parker: I don't glow Sydney. His name is Thomas and he's doing some work on my house. He's a fix-it man Sydney.

Sydney: What exactly is broken?

(Miss Parker stares at him momentarily. Broots arrives before she can make any reply.)

Broots: The Pilot says we're going to circle for an hour, maybe two.

Parker: Thank you Jarod. You just know that he's down there basking in the sun and surf.

A Short Pier

(It is night. Jarod half lies, half sits, propped up against one of the pilings. His hands are cuffed in front of him and lengths of heavy chain are wrapped around his torso, thighs and ankles. A godfather-type figure, that is, short, balding wearing an overcoat stands over him looking down. The man throws a disposable cup of water at Jarod. The water and cup hit Jarod in the face. He splutters as he comes to consciousness, realises his predicament and pulls futilely at the chains at his wrists.)

Man: Wake up wise-ass. I wouldn't like you to sleep through this because you're going in for a dip.

(The man picks up a large anchor and throws it over the side of the pier. It hits the water with a splash and lengths of the chain slither off the pier in its wake. Jarod attached to the chains is dragged off after it.)

Jarod: Ah! No!

(Jarod hits the water with a splash and sinks rapidly.)

OPENING CREDITS

(Jarod hits the bed of the Atlantic Ocean, his hair billowing, his cheeks puffed as he holds as much air in his mouth as possible.)

Voiceover: Ever since I was a little boy people have been telling me that I am special. That I have a gift, that I could be anything I want to be. I never guessed that I would end up here, in the Atlantic Ocean, as a human anchor. But maybe I should start at the beginning.

The Beginning

The Comedy Slot Casino

Atlantic City

2 Days Ago

(Jarod stands at an inner door of the casino looking around him before entering. There are people playing blackjack, a bartender demonstrating his prowess with magic and waitresses moving among the patrons. There is a small stage where a comedian tells jokes.)

Comedian: You're a lawyer, eh? A lawyer robbed me blind. The other night I was sitting there at the bar and I said to the fellow beside me, "All lawyers are slime" He said, "Take that back" I said "Why? Are you a lawyer?", No, I'm a slime".

Voiceover: The Comedy Slot where the jokes are as cheesy as the patrons. Well no one was laughing, especially me.

(He takes out his red notebook and opens it.)

I had been tracking these classified ads for weeks but I didn't know who was placing them.

(In the red notebook, there are three clippings from classifieds. Each one reads:

~ JAROD ~

MEET ME AT THE COMEDY SLOT CASINO

ATLANTIC CITY

2/13/99 - 8 AM

It was too obvious for a Centre trick. But I had to be careful. That's why I left no leads in Hawaii. That also is why I should have turned and run when I saw the source of the ads.

(Jarod looks over to the slot machines where he spots Argyle engrossed in the spinning wheels.)

Argyle, he saved my life once and then tried sell me to the Centre.

Argyle: (A waitress hands him a drink. He sips and then calls the waitress back.) Hey! You call this a martini? You call this a martini? I wouldn't feed this to my dog (He looks down at his dog, short, fat of indeterminate breeding, that sits beside him on his leash.) okay and I feed him no olive because his pimento intolerant . . . but even if he wasn't I wouldn't let this touch his little doggie lips. You know what I'm saying? (She turns and moves on. Argyle returns to pulling the handle on his machine.) He's a good boy. She's a bad girl. She's a bad girl.

Jarod: (Jarod has entered the room and walked up to Argyle.) Ah Hmm!

Argyle: J-rod. (He embraces Jarod. Jarod does not reciprocate.) What's tricks man? How you doing? I knew you'd get my message.

Jarod: Half the eastern seaboard got your message.

Argyle: Oh yeah. Yeah! Well it worked right? Dog, whoa, (Dog has bared his teeth in a vicious snarl.) you remember Jarod? (Dog barks a greeting.) In like Flynn see. Look at us three, alright. Reunited and we're feeling good, right? Hey are you still carrying all those Id's? Whose skin are you wearing this week?

Jarod: A sucker's. Now what do you want?

Argyle: What I want? (He turns away and walks over to the bar. Jarod follows him.) What do I want? I want another couple of martinis, that's what I want. Hold the olives. Okay, what I want, what I want is for everybody to get along. Hey. I want everybody to be happy.

Jarod: Starting with yourself.

Argyle: Well of course. But how much happier can this snazzy boy be? Check me out! I'm a fat boy down here. (Me llamo el gata gordo, dude) It's right.

Jarod: Who did you have to sell to get it?

Argyle: You know something, that's low, that is very low. Check this out. I forgive you.

Jarod: How did you break your finger?

Argyle: Job hazard.

Jarod: That would require a job. Now what do you want?

(Argyle's jovial mood diminishes and he looks over his shoulder nervously.)

Argyle: Okay here's the story, alright. There's this guy, Faddis down here, Mr. Sonny Faddis. He's the entrepreneurial type, he's actually a friend of mine.

Jarod: Friends break bread not fingers.

Argyle: He provided me recently with a little financial sustenance.

....

Miss Parker: He calls it a work in progress. I got to thinking, I needed some work done on my house so..

Miss Parker: I wish I could tell you having him over was all about the water damage but...

Miss Parker: It was uh sort of a hideaway for my parents.

Miss Parker: That's gotta be mom.

Tommy: Must have been tough.

Miss Parker: Yeah.

Tommy: You know what would be perfect right here? A lighter color...brighten up the whole house.

Miss Parker: Let's cover it with dry wall...same color...

Tommy: You're a doer.

Miss Parker: A doer?

Tommy: Doers...always make the call.

Miss Parker: I always get what I want.

Jarod: I've heard that love makes the world go round...or is it money? It is in Argyle's world.

Jarod: Although his Pretender skills needed honing...Argyle was right. In a way we were kindred spirits. There was something about Argyle that I.... understood.

Benny: Well your manners ain't.

Jarod: I was a rodeo clown once.

Argyle: Medicine time, Pop.

Benny: Cherish your health Jarod, it's the only thing you got that's all yours.

Argyle: Yeah I know..but um...

Jarod: So you borrowed 5000 from a loan shark and you lost it to a bookie?

Jarod: But as usual his heart was in the right place but his ... wasn't

Jarod: ....A short-tempered violent killer. Sonny Faddis.

It didn't take long to see Argyle was in over his head.

Jarod: Two first class tickets to VC. Make sure your dad sees the pope.

Jarod: Take care of yourself.

Jarod: Second thoughts can be dangerous. ...It just wasn't me.

Jarod: You guys coming or what?

Jarod: Until I find my family, helping people like Benny and Argyle is the next best thing

Jarod:

Jarod: Called himself and And called me something else

Jarod: Forget the money! Argyle?

Miss Parker: He's still out. God bless dramamine.

Sydney: Thomas, does he know where you work?

Miss Parker: It's coming out of your paycheck

Miss Parker: Someone once told me stability breeds success.

Miss Parker: I er solve problems for my company.

Miss Parker: Just cover it up

Miss Parker: Look. My company makes me carry that.

Tommy: Hey..work's work. Anyway, I should be done by Saturday if you don't slow me down with more food.

Benny: Not if he keeps up this. A son should never stop listening to his father.

Jarod: You knew about that?

Jarod: Don't underestimate fathers.

Sydney: Don't worry. Things with Thomas will work out.

Jarod (voiceover): Which bring us to the end and with any luck not my own.

Jarod (voiceover): Faddis had sunk another victim. Losing the lock pick however wasn't part of the plan.

Jarod (voiceover): Faddis had invite the Cuban to celebrate my long walk off the short pier.

Jarod (voiceover):The Cuban wasn't too happy when I told ...

Miss Parker: Thomas?

Miss Parker: The storm. We had to circle...

Tommy: I know you didn't ask for a door.

Tommy: If you want I can put the wall back up

Miss Parker: So what's the damage?

Same price, nothing extra.

It's locked now. BUt id you want to open it, you've got the option.

Miss Parker: I shouldn't have lied. It's just...I was very young when my mother died. After it happened I just ...I just couldn't bring myself to go into that room. Mom and I used to...talk all night in there. (Tears roll down her cheek) The moonlight made it so special. That room was her sanctuary.

Tommy: No Parker. You were. When you closed

Miss Parker: I can't do it alone.

(Tommy holds out his hand. Parker is still shaking her head. She looks at his hand then places hers in his. He squeezes her hand then kisses it.)

Tommy: Come on. It'll be okay.

(Tommy leads Parker to the door, unlocks and opens it for her and leads her through. There is a light shining from within.)

CUT TO Vatican City. Argyle and his dad are meeting the Pope.

(Sorry...more to come later)

Guest stars:

Young Jarod Ryan Merriman

Young Sydney Alex Wexo
Young Miss Parker Ashley Peldon

Creative Consultant Rick Wallace?

Produced by Harvey Frand?

Producer Marianne Canepa?

Supervising Producer

Co-executive Producer Tommy Thompson?

Executive Producers Craig W. Van Sickle & Steven Long Mitchell

Written by Juan Carlos Coto

Directed by Chuck Bowman

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